A few years ago, my wife did me a huge favor. It was one of the greatest favors that anyone could ever do for me. She scheduled me for a series of doctor’s visits. It’s not because I’m one of those guys who refuses to go, or frequently forget; it’s simply that at that time, being out of work for nearly three years had made the thought of seeing one a bit of a low priority than the many other needs we were facing. One of those visits was to an optometrist. Granted, my last visit was just before we moved to Georgia and I’m one of those people whom they’d like to see annually because of my Sickle Cell Anemia status; however, I wasn’t exactly expecting the results they came back to me with when it was over.
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